Outside the belt, even the hair on Lincoln’s Monument would turn gray.

Our Cabinet appointees have rare gifts. So rare, some of them have none. They’re busy saving the world. How about saving our world? Our capital? It’s not a third-world country backwater. It’s the capital of the United States of America. And it’s shameful.

The entrance, the red carpet into the capital of the God blessed United States of America is wall-to-wall degradation.

You who people Washington, who enjoy the luxury of Chevy Chase and Georgetown, the Potomac, bike trails, affluent residential gardens of Maryland and Virginia, and choose not to live in DC, should be ashamed of yourselves.

A once Algonquin territory, the area was officially founded 1791 by our first president. Its 68 miles established in perpetuity by our Constitution. DC stands for District of Columbia. Columbia being in honor of Columbus.

In 1801, it numbered 131 federal employees. The president’s personal staff today has that many out on sick leave. 1812, reconstruction refigured our Capitol and White House. 1901, it was officially restored and downtown’s core area was so-called “beautified.”

DC does balls, parties, backslapping, inaugurations, photos, ladies in fake long lashes and tight long gowns. Each helping some pitiful group of mankind — the underprivileged, undernourished, overnourished, overfed, sick, needy. Great. But how about helping us?

Socialites, to whom a photo op is headier than a sex act and remain as needy for attention as their charities are, hold galas every 10 minutes for something. For the miseries in far away places. For animals, illnesses, the elderly, the unborn, the newlyborn. They’re all looking high and low for improvements. They just haven’t looked low enough.

At one organization everyone in their neat little black ties and, choked with emotion, babbled how vital this benefit was to help those in despair. Fine. Right. Great. It raised $2 million, but so far they haven’t even found a disease.

Help us. Help your country. Help your capital. Help Washington, DC. Clean it up. Drive into it, drive by the approach, see how rank it is. How murky. How smelly. How putrid. How vile. The area’s a sewer. It lacks only a dead body decaying there.

It isn’t like children can enjoy the open spaces and play basketball or baseball. Any game in those dirty lots would be Spin the Cop.

Our government’s in the hole for gazillions to aid countries we can’t even pronounce and payback is they’ll hate us. Why not help your own city? That is, unless its denizens choose to spend their Saturday nights just sitting on the main thoroughfare and watching it rust.

Patriotism seems to be old-fashioned. But how about cleanliness?

Grand Central is now 100 years old. It was cleaned up. Our tacky West Side rail yard’s become the High Line. We’re spiffing up our Metropolitan Museum. Redoing the Fifth Avenue Library. We classed up Bryant Park. Jazzed up Columbus Avenue. Bloomberg’s looking to pull down Lilliputian-size Midtown skyscrapers and put up Gulliver-sized midtown skyscrapers. A better class of bums are even lying around Central Park.

Saturday February 2, 2013, 3:47 pm
I live outside of Washington DC. Don't like the way it looks? Blame the democrats in office who make the decisions. DC is an entitlement mecca with three and four generations of Americans still on welfare. Don't like that? Well, talk to the democrats who make the decisions there. They always get voted in by the entitlement receivers. Personally, I never drive into Washington DC because it isn't safe. Lots of crime...no guns...but still lots of crime. A walk down memory lane....anyone remember Marion Berry? Longtime mayor of DC? Crack cocaine addict? Liar. The black community love him to this day. So...there you go.

Again, DC is run by the democrats. Pick up the phone and give them a call and tell them how you feel.

While you are researching, if in fact, you are, check out the large inner cities in our country and guess what you'll discover? Yep, they have democratic governors....people still living in squalor, nothing gets any better seems to get worse.....gotta love those democratic governors who campaign on "fighting" for the lower class only once elected......nothing changes. In fact, it has gotten worse.